 Greco, I must hurry to the El Marmad Bay political rally. We have promised him police protection. Put Jordan in a cell. This way, Mr. Jordan. Oh, Greco. You had best place him in the old cell block across the alley and under heavy guard. I know better than to try and figure out what goes on in Sabaya's mind. But I had a hunch he was locking me up more than anything for my own protection. And the old cell block would be the last place a mob would try and hunt me out.